cul's comfy corner

when my 4 year old nephew was last here, he took great pride in telling me how much he really loved me by sitting on my lap, holding on to my ears whilst fixing me with very serious and sweet expression.  i asked why and he said it was because he loved 'antandec' (the collective name he used for both of my cats).

so when i saw him a few weeks ago, i leaned over with a big smile and asked him if he still loved me.  'no' he said in a grumpy voice and ran out to play with his friends.  wha?  i follwed him out and told him that i still loved him but he wouldn't relent.  then i pulled out my secret auntie card:

'well if you don't love me any more then you can't come to my house and see ant and dec'

hmmm

'ok then, i love you' he said in a non-committal way.  funny how quickly small children learn to say something just to shut the adults up =D 

i hadn't spoken to him since then but as i chatted with my sister on the phone today, my nephew asked if he could talk to me.  this was going to be interesting...

'can i come and stay at your house soon?  and if the cats are scared, i won't run after them but if i sit down then they will come and lie on me and they will love me too, won't they?'

'yes jack, they will love you.  i love you too'

'i love you ten, auntie tacy'

*melts* 

i can't wait for christmas!